He hadn't hit her yet. He hadn't forced himself upon her yet. He hadn't bit her, bashed her, shoved her roughly, he had only used words against her. There were lots that he wanted to do to her, make her suffer, make her pay, make her see that he was supreme, that he was the master, that he was the God here, and that she was his servant, his mistress, and...well his. A creature of dominance, that's all he was, and sadly she had been picked by him for whatever reason. Perhaps it had been the holy power, mixed with all the evil around her that signalled him to her. Maybe it was sheer dumb luck she had been walking there and his desires were getting the best of him. Perhaps it was just fated to be, their meeting was predestined by the stars above, and finally all the planets were in the right position...and so they were here together now.
He wanted her to sign her life away to him, desired for her to give herself to him, fully and completely. Part of him was hungry, and wanted her to revolt till the bitter end, perhaps kill her slowly and let her watch as he chewed upon her bones and made her another buried soul in this wasteland of the dead. He was torn between a new woman in his life, and a new meal in his belly.
Such a slighted fate this was to be.
For a moment, Thinker wondered why she was hesitant. Her breath had become non-existant, and it seemed like she was....choking? She tried to step away from him, and he heard it, the rush of sudden air into her body. She coughed too, loudly, which invaded his fine hearing and made his left eye twitch. That was not his name. He had told her his name. Coughing was not HIS NAME. She stared at him, and he stared at her, albeit his stare was like that of a hungry animal. His lips were pulled back and his teeth were bared as he watched her, his eyes burning and smoldering, his hands clenched into fists, and his chest heaving as he took ragged breaths. Then, all of it cleared as she said his name. He almost purred even as she spoke his name.
Then...then she spoke again, and all of that happiness went away. All of good standings that she had was now gone. He approached her though, taking hold of her by the arms, his eyes burning furiously as he stared directly into hers. Then, he leaned in to whisper delicately into her ear. "I picked YOU because I could SMELL and taste YOU. I liked the SENSES you invaded, and soon you will LIKE when I invade YOU." His hands pulled at the cloth upon her, finally ripping the garment from her body to leave her naked for the world to see. She would not be cold however. All around Thinker, there was heat, such an invasive heat that seemed to warm a person to the very core. It wasn't however one like that of a fire, or a warm sunny day, but felt more like it emanated from the rage and perhaps even the lust that built within him. Right now, as his body began to smoke and let off curls of the strange darkness, the world might feel a little less cold for the poor woman.
Whether she would enjoy that heat was an entirely different story however.
"Now you will KNEEL before me, and you WILL accept upon your flesh my MARK." Thinker spoke, his tone odd as he let go of her. It was formal in a way, it didn't hold the rage, the power, the hate, it seemed...archaic, regal almost in a way. He had such plans now, and once she agreed to the pact of the Abyss, he would have her, and....she would have him. People learned that the pact was usually a two way street, despite Thinker's insistence of being the strongest and most powerful, he was actually easy to manipulate. Though, those who became bonded to the monster, were doomed to have him eternally until their death, or until they found a way to kill him. Some enjoyed it however, like one he could barely remember who had enjoyed and desired him...if only to experiment upon him. That had been a fun time, but like others before she fell to his strength and could not fight him...or had he died? His mind wasn't one to focus on the past, more so if the past ended in death.
He did not die, he just got sent back temporarily to the Abyss. That helped to keep his ego in check.